I am back, and nothing has changed.
Nothing has changed. I missed everything so much it was ridiculous.
Got to RI around 3'o clock in the morning. Lauren drove all the way, and Jo was stuck in the back next to my monsterous black luggage, which I brought all the way from Korea and had packed pretty much everything I can possibly fit. Spent a night on Lauren's coach. Slept for seven whole hours without any difficulty. Woke up today, feeling great than ever, saying "Lauren, OMG, you are real!" constantly - and luckily, she has not told me to shut up. Reece joined and we went to Umbrella Factory, made some racist jokes toward Koreans and Americans, fed Emews (sp?), ate Pier Pizza, met up with Neal near Narragansett Beach, hung out there for a while, and watched V for Vendetta (at last!) at Lauren's. Came back after midnight, found a note written by Pat, felt happy and sad.
I looked around. Everything was still there, and I could not be happier. Narragansett beach was not crowded, Saugautucket road was still wicked long, Pier Pizza tasted better than ever, the blue sky opened up, and there were stars. Stars. I only spoke to my friends over the phone, and boy, didn't that turn their existence into some form of illusion. - I could not believe everything I missed for past couple of weeks was in front of my eyes today. I am well aware of the situation I am in. I am leaving soon- like less than two weeks. There is nothing I can change to stay near what and whom I love at this point. I am going to make best out of time I have.
I am home.
If it is dream, I do not want to wake up.